Chapter 171: 【171】Are your wings hardened? _1

Xu Xinling held her phone, unsure of what to do.

After the phone rang once, it immediately rang for the second time.

Having no choice, she had to answer the call.

“Xinling, why didn’t you answer your phone just now?” As soon as the call was connected, Song Lele’s voice came through, clearly filled with concern for her.

Xu Xinling was instantly overwhelmed with deep guilt.

Tang Feng had known Song Lele first, and it was obvious she was interested in him.

But now, he was lying in bed with her.

Even though nothing had happened between them, she still felt as if she had betrayed her best friend.

“I… I just came out of the restroom, didn’t hear it.”

She had to tell another lie.

She had told more lies today than she had ever done in her entire life.

All because of this damned guy.

The angrier she thought about it, the more she reached out and pinched him under his armpit.

“Stop messing around…”

Tang Feng muttered, reaching out to grab her small hand.

This startled Xu Xinling, making her heart beat “thump thump” uncontrollably.

Sure enough, Song Lele’s questioning tone came through soon after, “Why do I hear Tang Feng’s voice? It’s so late; are you two still together?”

It was already past ten at night, and Song Lele had assumed they would have both gone to their respective homes by now.

“I… we just finished dinner with his friends, he drank too much, and I… I’m about to take him home.” Xu Xinling was now experiencing how one lie necessitated many more lies to cover it up.

“You only just finished eating so late?”

“Yeah, his friends were too enthusiastic, constantly getting him to drink. Oh, and you wouldn’t know, Lele, but Tang Feng even displayed Physiognomy Skill…”

Fearing that Song Lele would ask for more details, Xu Xinling quickly changed the subject, recounting Tang Feng’s shining moments at the dinner.

After listening, Song Lele was also somewhat surprised, “He knows Physiognomy Skill? I never heard him talk about that before. Never would have thought, he’s quite something, keeping it so hidden.”

“Yes, yes, I was shocked too, it felt like he was capable of anything…”

The two girls then started to talk about Tang Feng.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came through from Song Lele’s side, followed by a cold woman’s voice, “Why are you up so late on the phone?”

Then came Song Lele’s timid voice, “It’s… it’s Xinling, my best friend. Xinling, something came up on my end, I have to go.”

After saying that, Song Lele quickly hung up the phone.

Xu Xinling breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that she had not been exposed, otherwise their friendship might have ended.

But she soon became worried again.

Could there be something wrong at Song Lele’s place?

The thought of her sister sent chills down her spine.

That woman was definitely a total demon!

…

Meanwhile.

In a high-end apartment in Zhonghai, Song Lele sat on the living room sofa like a child who had done something wrong, very properly behaved.

Opposite her sat a woman with long hair draped over her shoulders.

If Tang Feng had been there, he would have realized she looked at least eighty percent similar to Song Lele, as if they were carved from the same mold.

She was dressed in a very austere black dress, which matched her indifferent temperament.

“Take off your wig, what do you look like?” The woman sat with her arms crossed, exuding an intimidating, cold demeanor.

Song Lele obediently removed the wig from her head, revealing smooth, soft hair.

From a handsome young man, she transformed in an instant into an incredibly beautiful woman.

Now, looking again, there was a ninety percent resemblance to the cold beauty sitting opposite her.

If someone wasn’t particularly familiar with them, they would have had difficulty telling who was who at first glance, able to distinguish them only vaguely by their presence.

The woman’s name was Song Huanhuan, Song Lele’s older sister, three years her senior.

But in front of her, Song Lele was as tremulous as a daughter facing her mother.

“I heard you’ve been getting close with a man lately?” Song Huanhuan poured herself a glass of boiled water from the tea table, held it in hand, and then scrutinized her younger sister with an inspecting gaze.

“Are you spying on me?” Song Lele looked up at her sister, a hint of anger in her eyes.

“So what if I am?” Song Huanhuan asked defiantly, without any evasion.

Song Lele’s defiance lasted only two seconds before she dropped her gaze silently, “I… I’m just ordinary friends with him.”

“Did I ask you about your relationship with him? Are you trying to cover up by denying it?” Song Huanhuan drank a sip of water, leaving a lipstick mark on the rim of the glass, “Do you like him?”

Song Lele’s face showed a hint of panic, “I… I…”

She didn’t know how to respond.

“Bang!”

Song Huanhuan slammed the water glass onto the tea table, “I’ve already warned you, without my permission, you’re not allowed to get close to any man. Have you taken my words for granted?”

Song Lele’s face turned pale with fright, “Sister, I… I really don’t have anything with him, really just ordinary friends…”

“Of course I know you’re just friends, otherwise I wouldn’t have waited until today to say this,” Song Huanhuan’s gaze at her sister contained no warmth, only endless coldness, “I’m warning you for the last time, without my consent, you’re not allowed to get close to any man. Otherwise, I will not spare him.”

After saying this, she stood up to return to her bedroom.

“Sister, I’m already 22 this year,” Song Lele stood up, a rare trace of defiance appearing on her face.

“So what?” Song Huanhuan turned slowly, looking down at her with a proud gaze.

“I’m not a child anymore, I don’t need you to arrange everything for me, I have the right to decide who to be friends with,” Song Lele mustered enough courage to say these words.

“Ha, you think you’ve grown wings now? You feel qualified to stand up to me?” Song Huanhuan stared at her with a piercing look.

The courage Song Lele had mustered vanished in an instant, “I… I didn’t mean that…”

“Then what do you mean?”

Song Huanhuan raised her volume, becoming even more stern, “It seems you’ve become complacent after a few comfortable days, forgetting where we stand. Everything we have could disappear at any moment. Think about it well.”

“Bang!”

Having finished speaking, Song Huanhuan returned to her bedroom.

Leaving Song Lele sitting alone on the sofa, silently shedding tears.